Awaken Novels & Stories

My eyes drift closed. The darkness behind my lids is the same as the darkness in the cell. The same suffocating blackness that wraps around my chest and squeezes. I'm so tired. So impossibly, bone-deep tired. Just for a moment, I tell myself. Just a few minutes of sleep. Then I'll wake up. Then I'll keep fighting. Then, the door creaks. My eyes snap open. Footsteps. Light. Careful. Not Kai's heavy tread. Not the guards' careless shuffle. Someone else.

I said again. “You don’t have to.” “Then what do you want from me?” A pause. Then— “To awaken fully.” The words hit like a shockwave. “No,” Adrian said immediately. I didn’t answer. Because something inside me reacted to that word. Awaken. It stirred. Shifted. Responded. And for a brief moment… I felt it. Fully. The connection. The power. The depth of it. And it wasn’t just energy. It was something more. Something alive, watching and waiting.

The moment she woke, Aria knew nothing would ever be the same. The forest was alive with whispers, wind rustling the leaves like it carried a warning meant only for her. She sat up, heart racing, sensing the energy still thrumming in her veins from last night’s awakening. Her hands tingled as if the power she had discovered yesterday had not fully settled, and something deeper… something foreign… was stirring inside her.

The moment they left, I forced myself to get up and dial that number. "Jason Wade, I'm begging you. Please come and save me…" The man who would one day be cold and decisive sounded unexpectedly tense on the other end of the line. Through the phone, he whispered, "Dawn, don't be afraid." I heard the sharp rattle of car keys. "Send me your location. I'll be there soon," Jason said.

🪷ISORA🪷 The moment Adrian said Azrian's name, I was fully awake. There was no grogginess, no slow transition from sleep to consciousness. My eyes snapped open and I was sitting up in the bed before I even realized I had moved, my heart pounding against my ribs, my body already responding to the danger I could feel in the air. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and I could feel the cold sweat on my skin from the nightmare that had woken him, the nightmare that had made him scream, the nightmare that had left him shaking and pale beside me.

The nausea hadn’t subsided by the time Kate awoke the next morning. She was lying on her stomach, the weight of Colton’s head and arms sprawled awkwardly across her back, trapping her beneath him. Monstrous snores erupted from his chest, the vibrations echoing against her side, and Kate let out a soft chuckle. Feebly lifting her torso, Colton slipped just enough for her to escape his heaviness.

“Care to know where you are going?” I hadn’t spoken so how did he know I was awake? Again, I choose to keep my mouth shut, it was better for him to think that I was out of it. Alwin suddenly drops me to the ground. My neck cracked as I hit the floor head first sending a stabbing pain through my spine. My body sprawls forward as I land on my stomach with a dull thud. I try to keep my eyes wide and blink a lot to make him think that I was in a state of confusion when he suddenly kicks me in the ribs, knocking the air out of me.

“Why is that? Isn't this a safe place? She continued eating the food on top of the table. “I don't know. But we should not call a place safe not unless we are sure about it.” He became skeptical because of everything they have been through. Sebastian heard a soft moan. “Good, he is awake.” Slowly, his body rose up from another couch he was rested; his eyelids are still close. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. Absentmindedly he uttered, “Fuck! That was a great fall. My body still hurts—” He immediately ceased himself from rubbing his eyes for it had opened abruptly for him to behold his companion staring at him. He just realizes his words.

The last minutes in which I would remain complete, with my Ember. I could feel that her end was soon; the sun that had never set in my dreams, not even once in all these years, was lowering itself to meet the flat line of the horizon. I breathed deeply as my heart clenched painfully. Many unsettling thoughts swirled into my mind. “Henry, what if I can’t wake up because I am not good at being awake? What if I don’t know how to do awake-things?” I thought out loud. Maybe my doubts about it were what was keeping me asleep and preventing Ember from healing. Maybe I was afraid? In the middle of this windwhirl of emotions, I didn’t know anything anymore.

They pulled me toward the light and I succumbed, letting them guide me. The process of reawakening was a gradual ascent from a turbulent dream. My first sensation was the cool air against my skin and a series of wracking coughs that sent my body convulsing. I lay there, disoriented, my senses gradually knitting back together. Beside me, James was in a similar state of semi-consciousness, coughing violently. It was disconcerting to awaken in a place that was at once unfamiliar and strangely militaristic. My gaze shifted to Amy, who lay lifeless, and I felt a pang of terror until I saw her chest rise and fall. She was alive. Relie